Chapter Forty-Seven: The Five Layers of the Divine Body Soaring in the Sky
After a while, Ying Zheng stood up and patted the dust on his body. At this time, the clothes on his body were already in tatters, and there was no trace of the majesty of being the king of a country. The clothes like a beggar were broken into pieces.
A trace of cloth. Fortunately, the more important parts were covered by a piece of cloth.
The man in Tsing Yi was lying on the ground moaning, his whole face was out of shape and was bruised and swollen by Ying Zheng.
"Huh." Ying Zheng took a deep breath and looked at the bright moon in the sky. He felt refreshed and wiped away the gloom just now. "It's so good." He beat the man in green into a pig's head and was passive from the beginning.
I have been abused, but now I have turned defeat into victory, and now I feel an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
The man in Tsing Yi was lying on the ground, looking at Ying Zheng's sullen face, his lungs almost exploded with anger. It was just due to excessive physical exertion and extreme speed that his body was overloaded. He was brutally and unreasonably beaten by Ying Zheng.
After being beaten, his body was completely paralyzed. He almost had no strength to even open his mouth, let alone move.
He lay there quietly, looking up at the stars, quietly working on his internal energy and recovering his strength.
Ying Zheng was in a very mysterious state of mind at this time. In the past ten years, since he became the First Emperor, his mood has been as if a huge mountain was weighing on him. At first, he was afraid of being exposed and ending up in a place of death. Later,
He gradually adapted to the position of emperor and integrated into his current role.
He suppressed himself and his nature all the time, not daring to relax for a moment. Finally, he racked his brains and finally took control of the Qin Empire. He just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. Uninvited guests from outside the territory made his heart tense.
It hung up again.
Until today, he has completely relaxed himself and restored his nature. There is no depression or worries here. He feels more unrestrained and free than ever before.
Ying Zheng felt as if something in his heart suddenly shattered. He seemed to see the wind moving, and the flowing veins of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth were clearly visible.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hands to grasp the flowing spiritual energy. Taking a step forward, Ying Zheng suddenly felt as if he had stepped on a hard staircase, looking at the empty spiritual energy and the flowing wind under his feet.
Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with excitement and heat, and he stepped out step by step. It was like there was a ladder under his feet, he stepped in the air, and slowly walked towards the sky.
He was like a child who had just gotten a new toy, walking around, his eyes flashing with a strange light. After a while, Ying Zheng seemed unwilling to do so, and he suddenly jumped forward and jumped far away.
The wind was like his friend for many years, supporting him. When Ying Zheng saw this, he was overjoyed. He kept making various postures in the sky, jumping back and forth.
The man in green was still adjusting his breath, but suddenly he saw a person appear in the sky. He was immediately frightened and lost his nerve. There was a look of shock on his face, and he widened his eyes and looked at the sky, like a monkey.
, a person jumping back and forth.
After a while, the man in Tsing Yi stood up with difficulty, looked around, and found no sign of Ying Zheng. He had already guessed something, but he still couldn't believe it.
When Ying Zheng traveled from high altitude to low altitude, the man in Tsing Yi finally confirmed that the person was Ying Zheng, because the distance was too far and he could not see clearly the face of the person in the sky. He could only vaguely see that the person's clothes were all in pieces.
A strip of cloth.
Isn't it his own masterpiece? Otherwise, who else would dress up like that? But at this time, his heart was filled with all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred. Originally, he was planning to practice hard for ten years to avenge his shame!
But damn, this monster can fly, how can he avenge this shame! He was down below, looking at Ying Zheng flying in the sky, and his heart felt as if he was jealous, sour, filled with all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred! He could only
Secretly cursing the sky for being blind and unfair!
As for Ying Zheng, as he continued to explore, he became more and more courageous. He directly turned his body sideways, like a fish, wandering in the sky, his posture was very embarrassing.
After a while, Ying Zheng seemed to have gradually figured out the trick. His posture was no longer vulgar, but like a sharp sword, he pierced through directly. The speed exceeded the speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, reaching the speed of light.
He made a rough estimate and concluded that the ultimate speed of aerial flight has almost reached the limit far exceeding the technological power of previous generations, reaching the speed of light.
Ying Zheng originally planned to fly to the starry sky and experience the charm of the starry sky. In his previous life, he had always watched the charming images of the gorgeous starry sky on TV. Now he can experience it in person, and his blood boils just thinking about it.
If this was placed in the past life, it would definitely be considered an alien creature and dragged to a research institute to be dissected and conducted for scientific research. But now it is his world, Ying Zheng's, and he has a strong heart and will never admit defeat.
He is full of longing for the interstellar world and the higher space in the universe described in the memory of the Emperor of Heaven, and he does not regret taking this path. Because he will go to a wider sky and see a world that ordinary people will never be able to see.
The only thing that worried him was his parents, but he felt relieved when he thought that the Emperor of Heaven said that as long as he reached the peak of his power, he would be able to reverse time and space, turn back time, and be omnipotent.
He is looking forward to that day. He never doubts himself. Nothing in the world is difficult except for those who are determined. He believes that my destiny is determined by me and not by God, and that destiny is determined by myself, not by an illusory fate.
If destiny is determined by fate, then he will break this sky, step out of his own world, and create his own destiny.
Ying Zheng walked in the empty space, quietly standing against the sky with his hands behind his hands. He looked at the huge bright moon above his head, within reach, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart.
But now is not the time to go to the interstellar, because he still has things to do down below.
Ying Zheng controlled his body to descend slowly, flying down from the sky elegantly. He was very chic, his black hair was blown up by the breeze, like a god descending to earth. But the tattered clothes ruined this mysterious artistic conception, making him
Seems nondescript.
"Monster!" Seeing Ying Zheng descending from the sky above his head, the man in green turned a little blue.
He had never seen someone who could fly in the air. Apart from those mentioned in the book, including immortals, demons, gods and ghosts, he really couldn't find any other words to describe him. He ducked back to the door of the bamboo house and looked at Ying Zheng warily.
Originally, he was not worried at all. With his strength, it was almost impossible to find an opponent in the entire world. Unless he was besieged by thousands of armies, how could he go anywhere in this vast world?
But now Ying Zheng's strength is far beyond his expectation. Even if he can't be killed, he can still fly? What is going on? He is completely confused, and he has completely lost confidence in his own strength.
Confidence does not mean blindness. He is not the kind of blind and arrogant person. In the face of absolute strength, he has to admit defeat. Because he is no longer Ying Zheng's opponent, and he does not have the strength to be arrogant. This is undoubtedly a touch for him.
He reached his inner weakness.
Although he is not Ying Zheng's opponent, if the other party wants to force his way in and has evil intentions, even if he knows he is defeated, he will defend him to the death. This is his lifelong wish and the meaning of survival.